you have the ability to wear a skirt

Fang Zilu's "little daddy" made the other three people at the scene dumbfounded.

Especially Jian Liangyi, who felt that her face was about to freeze.

Liang Yuebai was the first to react, lowered his head and gently covered his lips, and secretly smiled.

And "little dad" also quickly recovered, put a smile on his face again, and replied "Hello."

"His surname is Li," Liang Yuebai hurriedly introduced, "you can call him...uncle."

"Uncle, hello uncle!" Fang Zilu was embarrassed for a second, and soon returned to normal with a smile, "I'm sorry, uncle, I'm sorry."

He rubbed his nose, and cast a life-saving look at Jian Liangyi.

"Uncle," Jian Liangyi greeted briefly, then changed the subject, "How about some food?"

"Yes, what time is it?" Uncle Li tilted his head and glanced at Liang Yuebai beside him, "How about some food?"

Liang Yuebai said hello, moved back the stool and prepared to leave.

"Auntie, let me come." Fang Zilu seemed to be restless, and quickly got up to stop him, "You sit down."

Uncle Li smiled kindly: "Let her go."

Fang Zilu sat down obediently, although he felt that he would not leave the table if the food was served, but the expressions of the two elders were normal, so he did not raise any objections.

Jian Liangyi watched her mother leave with a little embarrassment, and looked at the restaurant slightly sideways.

He felt strange before he came in, and now that he came in, it was even more strange.

Apart from them, there aren't even any other guests. Could it be that the venue is reserved?

Jian Liangyi looked at Uncle Li diagonally across from her, who leisurely picked up the water glass and took a sip.

Even if he met Jian Liangyi's eyes, he was not in a hurry, and even tilted his head to show his confusion, then smiled and continued to drink his water.

"Your mother has been very enterprising recently."

Uncle Li raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a little joke in his words.

It seemed to be very supportive and gave a approving look.

Jian Liangyi never cared about Liang Yuebai's affairs, he didn't talk much in the first place, and even less when talking to someone he just met.

Fortunately, Fang Zilu talked a lot, even if he had nothing to say, he could still speak up like a coward.

The two chatted very happily, and Jian Liangyi didn't interrupt.

The dishes came out soon, and the home-cooked side dishes with meat and vegetables looked very good.

Liang Yuebai was busy coming back at this time, Uncle Li opened the stool for her and passed a tissue over.

With a smile on his face, the man stared at Liang Yuebai for a moment, then tilted his head and said "hard work".

Liang Yuebai glared at him, then threw the paper towel after wiping her hands into the trash can beside the table.

"It's okay," Uncle Li said with a smile, "They didn't hear it."

Finally, there was a wave of fluctuation on Jian Liangyi's expressionless face.

Good guy, the love is almost showing on the faces of the juniors, and they still have to dress up as deaf and blind.

Jian Liangyi subconsciously glanced at Fang Zilu, but just met his gaze.

He quickly looked away again, and heard a chuckle beside him.

Jian Liangyi's ears were slightly hot, and she frowned.

Fang Zilu is very sensitive to some things, it seems that he can know what is thinking in his heart only for a second.

Quite annoying.

The meal was very harmonious, and Jian Liang thought that Uncle Li took good care of his mother.

It's quite reassuring, it seems that Liang Yuebai's vision of looking for men has finally improved a little bit.

Compared to the opposite side, Fang Zilu is a little more restrained.

It was probably the first time I met my parents, and I was still a little nervous. In addition, the phrase "little daddy" before the meal made Fang Zilu's meal very well-behaved.

He held it in for over an hour, until Liang Yuebai put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, then he was relieved.

However, what should come will always come.

"Xiaoyi," Liang Yuebai seemed to be deliberating for a long time, and waited until the meal was almost finished before opening his mouth reluctantly, "I went to see Minmin today, he has woken up, and he is recovering relatively well. I have nothing to do tomorrow, you take it with you." Together, the three of us go to the hospital to have a look."

Liang Yuebai was talking to Jian Liangyi, and it was not easy for Fang Zilu to interrupt.

It's just that Jian Liangyi didn't move for a long time, she lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

Uncle Li poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Liang Yuebai.

Liang Yuebai held the cup nervously: "Mom knows that you are not a willful child. If you don't want to go, you must have your own reasons. Do you have any misunderstandings with him? If you have a misunderstanding, communicate more and solve it in time." ah."

Jian Liangyi still didn't respond.

Fang Zilu understood this feeling all too well.

The other party is always like this, when they encounter something, they hold it in their hearts, and they don't speak, just keep their voices muffled.

When the two of them had conflicts before, Fang Zilu had seen such a simple coolness too many times.

It was as if he would never be able to touch his heart, unable to pry open the shell that protected him.

"There was no misunderstanding between me and him, it was you who misunderstood him."

Unexpectedly, Jian Liang raised her eyes and looked across the table.

"Feng Min is not as good as you imagined."

It was past eight o'clock after dinner, and Jian Liangyi and Fang Zilu were going back to school.

But Liang Yuebai drooped his head and didn't stand up for a long time.

"You go back first," Uncle Li sent them to the door, "I will take care of your mother."

Jian Liangyi took a look at Liang Yuebai's back, and nodded.

"How's the food?" Uncle Li asked casually before leaving.

"Well," Jane nodded coolly, "delicious."

Being willing to open your mouth to say two words is probably quite a high-level compliment.

"What do you think?" He asked Fang Zilu again.

"It's delicious!" Fang Zilu hurriedly said, "This small restaurant is really affordable, the portions are generous and the taste is good, a few dishes can feed four people, and it's better than my aunt who cooks 8000 yuan a month."

"The ribs are delicious," Jian Liangyi added, "I'll come again next time."

"Okay," Uncle Li smiled, "When the hairy crabs are on the market, your mother will bring you to eat."

When they separated, Fang Zilu approached Jian Liangyi and asked him why he was so active today.

The two of them were not in a hurry to get in the car, they just walked slowly on the side of the road.

In winter, when it gets dark early, the street lights come on early.

Jian Liangyi smelled the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, so she went over to buy one.

"Ask you something." Fang Zilu followed suit, "Ignore me?"

"Thinking about something," Jian Liangyi took the small spoon from the shopkeeper, picked up a spoonful of soft sweet potatoes and put it into her mouth, "That shop is run by my mother."

"Ah?" Fang Zilu asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

He had already boldly guessed, thinking that Liang Yuebai should have cooked that meal.

But he was so bold that he thought that the whole small restaurant was opened by Liang Yuebai.

"My mother used to cook terrible food, but my grandma made it." Jian Liangyi recalled as she walked, "But she always wanted to learn it, but it didn't taste very good after learning it."

"I like to eat crabs, so she steamed them for me, which is the easiest. Later, I also like to eat ribs, and she also made them in a good way. It's just not delicious, and something happened to my dad."

"Auntie has made a lot of progress over the years!" Fang Zilu picked out something to talk about, and continued, "That plate of ribs was eaten up."

Jian Liangyi lowered her head and smiled: "They even opened a store, which looks like a haunted house."

"Uncle Li probably supports it," Fang Zilu said, "No wonder Auntie is ambitious."

Jian Liangyi tilted her body, and said in a low voice: "He was afraid that I would say it was not delicious, so he did it on purpose."

Fang Zilu smiled "chichi": "Auntie has lived a small life, and it's quite interesting."

Jane nodded her head coolly and did not continue talking.

The night wind was mixed with chill, and it felt a little cool on the face.

The hair seemed to be a little long, messy, and patted on the eyebrows.

But he was holding the sweet potato, and his palm was so hot.

"Take a taxi." Fang Zilu rolled up his coat for Jian Liangyi, "It's cold."

"Are you cold?" Jane looked at him coolly.

Fang Zilu laughed: "I see you are cold!"

It was past nine o'clock when I returned to school, and Jian Liangyi took a shower and came out to see Fang Zilu lying on his bed playing with his mobile phone.

Since they were together, they basically slept together at night.

Fang Zilu is like a piece of rice cake, he will move towards him whenever he finds an opportunity, and once it sticks to it, he can't get it off.

Especially when going to bed at night, I can't wait to wrap Jian Liangyi up, humming, chirping, chirping.

What's exasperating is that Jian Liang wanted to eat the soft but not the hard, and Fang Zilu's dog's hooves thumped a few times, which softened him.

My boyfriend, just...be patient.

Jane coolly dried her hair, and as soon as she walked to the bed, Fang Zilu threw the phone in his hand, and consciously moved to the side.

He likes to sleep against the wall, and Fang Zilu sleeps next to the bed.

It's just that the bed is a bit small, and sometimes Jian Liangyi turns over at night, Fang Zilu has to hang half of his body outside in order to make him turn over comfortably.

Thinking about it makes me feel bad.

"I've warmed up the quilt for you, and you'll be cold if you don't come here."

Fang Zilu lifted the quilt to cover Jian Liangyi, and hugged her as soon as he rolled over.

With a smile, he forcibly rubbed his head against Jian Liangyi's neck, wagging his tail like a dog.

Rubbing and rubbing is not right.

"No." Jian Liangyi grabbed Fang Zilu's hair at the back of his head and pulled him away a little.

Fang Zilu tried to act like a baby, but he hummed a few times to no avail.

He couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hands to straighten the broken hair on Jian Liangyi's forehead: "Does it still hurt?"

For the first time last night, I seemed to be tossing fiercely.

"Get out." Jian Liangyi's head hurts when she mentioned this.

He turned to face the wall, lay on his side and closed his eyes.

"Really asleep?" Fang Zilu tucked in the blanket for him, and hugged him tightly from behind.

The freshly washed hair still seemed a little wet, Fang Zilu went up to smell it, it was the faint scent of shampoo.

"Sweet." He kissed the back of Jian Liangyi's head.

Jian Liangyi raised her hand and snorted through her hair: "How can you kiss anywhere?"

"Is there a place to kiss you?" Fang Zilu said with a smile, "I can kiss anywhere."

Jian Liang frowned slightly, as if she was thinking about something: "You don't talk about what you have here."

Fang Zilu pulled open the collar of the man in his arms, saw a deep red spot on Jian Liangyi's fair neck, and couldn't help but "tsk".

"Get lost." Jane coolly pulled her collar back.

"I'm refreshed," Fang Zilu leaned over and hugged him, "You teased me, do you want to deal with the aftermath?"

Jane coolness: "..."

What a bullshit, just poke him so straight.

"Oh...forget it," Fang Zilu moved back again, "Does your back hurt? I'll rub it for you."

In the end, he was reluctant, but his boyfriend had to hurt himself.

Jian Liangyi patted Fang Zilu's hand away, and then held it in front of her with her fingers and clasped it.

Yesterday's preparations were done patiently enough, he was a little sore at best, far from being in pain.

Fang Zilu wanted to pinch like this for a while, but Jian Liangyi reckoned that she couldn't help it.

"Hug and sleep." Fang Zilu buried his face in Jian Liangyi's neck, his voice muffled.

In the past few days, his mood went up and down like a roller coaster, and he was always thrown to the highest point.

One second he thought he was done, and the next second he picked up Jian Liangyi and came back.

Like a spring bouncing back at the bottom, all the tension due to external factors was restored to its original state.

That's how he and Jane Liangyi should be.

"I didn't want to tell my mother." Jian Liangyi retracted half of her face into the quilt, and whispered, "I was afraid that she would feel guilty, and she did."

"Everyone has the right to know the truth of the matter," Fang Zilu said, "Don't use the way you think is good to make choices for others."

"How dare you say that?" Jian Liangyi turned to face him, "Why didn't you tell me what Feng Min said to you before?"

Fang Zilu: "..."

How did he forget this?

"Did you know that love masters are usually single?" Fang Zilu said solemnly, "After turning this page, we are still good friends."

"Good friend?" Jian Liang raised her eyebrows.

This expression was really rare, Fang Zilu immediately leaned forward and kissed her.

"Boyfriend." He pressed his forehead against the other's forehead, looking into those beautiful dark blue eyes.

The eyelashes are curled and long, and the roots are distinct, and even the folds of the double eyelids seem to be just right, elongating the end of the eyes with a slight arc.

Captivating like a little fox.

"Let's have a discussion," Fang Zilu squeezed his chin, "I can't hide anything in the future, I have to tell the other party to know."

"Say everything?" Jane asked coolly.

"Say what you feel you need to say."

"What needs to be said?"

"Hiss..." Fang Zilu had a toothache, "Don't you have any points in your heart?"

"You said just now not to hide it, but to let the other party know."

Jian Liang felt that she was awesome after learning and using it flexibly.

Fang Zilu was amused by his talk, no matter what, he grinned for a while.

"The matter of the surname Feng, the matter of your family, the things you can't bear alone, and the things you want to tell me."

Jian Liangyi was silent for a moment, and then heard Fang Zilu repeat: "The most important thing is the one named Feng, understand?"

"Hmm..." Jian Liang dragged out her voice, as if she was thinking about it, "He's looking for me."

"Damn," Fang Zilu lost his composure in an instant, "I knew this bitch would never die."

"He wanted to see me, but I didn't agree." Jian Liangyi breathed out lightly, and shrank back under the quilt.

"Why? Still thinking about it?" Fang Zilu spoke with a sour taste that he didn't know.

"Get out." Jian Liangyi punched him in the chest, "You must be unhappy that I'm leaving."

"Am I that stingy?"

"You are so petty."

Fang Zilu laughed again.

He fished Jian Liangyi into his arms, leaned forward and kissed several times: "Do you want to go?"

Jian Liang frowned and avoided him: "Don't be in heat, please?"

"I'm asking you something, do you want to go?"

Jane coolly sighed: "It doesn't make any sense."

Whether he goes or not, that's the way it is between himself and Feng Min.

Even if he said some high-sounding polite words, he looked different after leaving.

He couldn't figure out what Feng Min was thinking, but he didn't care anymore.

"Go if you want," Fang Zilu inserted/inserted his fingers into Jian Liang's hair, and plucked them bit by bit, "Didn't I let you meet him alone before?"

"You can meet anyone, as long as you're willing to say what you want."

Jane coolly lowered her eyes, and then closed them completely.

He leaned against Fang Zilu's chest, and then pressed his forehead.

"I'm afraid you're gone."

"I'm always here."

The next day, Jian Liangyi couldn't get out of bed.

He recalled everything that happened last night, and felt that Fang Zilu was duplicity.

He said to let him go, but his actions made it clear that he should stay in the dormitory.

Back pain, that hurts too.

The voice is like splitting a fork, how to speak.

"I think you have a cold." Fang Zilu stirred another cup of cold medicine and brought it to the bed. "Did you not cover yourself with the quilt yesterday?"

Jane coolly turned her head to the side, refusing to communicate.

"Could it be that I didn't wear it..." Fang Zilu seemed to be choked up in the middle of his sentence, "I checked just now, and it seems...maybe...a stomachache."

Jian Liangyi didn't have a stomachache, but she felt a little uncomfortable. Last night, the two chatted and chatted without knowing what was going on.

On the first day, I opened meat and couldn't help it on the second day, Fang Zilu thought, and Jian Liangyi also thought about it.

The quilt fell to the floor until midnight, and I don't know if the cold came out at that time.

"Drink some." Fang Zilu rubbed Jian Liangyi's ears with his fingers.

"Don't bother me." Jian Liangyi's voice was hoarse, "Tired."

"I have to take medicine when I'm sick." Fang Zilu tucked the quilt for him, a little guilty of last night's recklessness, "I was wrong, I will be honest and ready next time."

"It's none of your business, I just want to sleep." Jian Liangyi changed her face, this time with her back to the wall and her face facing outward.

His nose is stuffy, so it might be more comfortable to change the orientation.

Fang Zilu put down his cup, and squatted down beside the bed aggrieved: "Then you sleep, I will watch you."

Jian Liangyi's eyes opened and closed, and finally couldn't help moving them in: "Aren't you cold?"

The air conditioner is not turned on in the room, and Jian Liangyi is not used to the dryness of Yuzhou, so her throat hurts when the air conditioner is turned on.

Although Fang Zilu basically relies on the air conditioner to survive in summer, there is a big living person in the bed in winter, so he is not very afraid of the cold.

If you don't turn it on, you won't turn it on. He can use it as a human-shaped hot water bottle for Jian Liangyi.

Like now.

"Why are you so clingy?" Fang Zilu happily sat down under the covers and hugged him, "I slept until noon and got up to eat, and I had to drink the medicine."

There was a reassuring aura on Fang Zilu's body, and Jian Liang could feel his lower back being supported and rubbed slowly bit by bit.

He listened to the other party's rambling, as if he could feel the warmth from the breath when he spoke.

That was Fang Zilu's voice and Fang Zilu's smell.

Jian Liangyi raised her hand to wrap around Fang Zilu's waist, which was a rare initiative.

"Fang Zilu."

Fang Zilu flicked his dog's tail so that it could spiral into the sky: "Huh?"

"Hold for a while."

"Hug hug..." Fang Zilu hugged Jian Liangyi quickly, "Don't talk about it for a while, just hug for ten days and half a month..."

The other party started rambling again, and Jian Liangyi smiled.

That's fine, no need for anything.

Bored in the dormitory for another day, Jian Liangyi finally appeared in the classroom on the third day with dark circles under her eyes.

He still needs to sniff his nose from time to time, and he really looks like he is just recovering from a serious illness.

Feng Min sent him another message this morning, still fighting for a meeting.

Jian Liangyi hasn't replied yet, the phone is spinning around in her hand.

Another message came in.

Feng Min came to school.

Jian Liangyi couldn't hold the phone firmly, and "slapped" it on the table.

Fang Zilu glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

"..." Jian Liangyi took the phone back into her hand, "Feng Min is here."

Feng Min had a broken rib, and almost disfigured sick patients would come to school, so Jian Liangyi really had no reason to avoid it.

Besides, he and Fang Zilu were already in good spirits, even if they met, they would be allowed to meet, and it didn't matter anyway.

It's just that he couldn't figure out why Feng Min, who was still lying on the hospital bed a few days ago, could go to the ground now.

However, when he ran to the north gate, Jian Liangyi realized that he seemed to have been fooled by the other party again.

Naturally, Feng Min couldn't get out of the hospital, but he asked his friend to drive the car to the place for him.

He wanted to take Jane over.

Jian Liangyi originally planned to have a conversation with Feng Min, so she got on this ride in a generous way.

Feng Min's friend sat in the driver's seat and looked at him several times from the rearview mirror.

It seems to be a junior from their school, but it doesn't matter who it is.

When we arrived at the hospital, the junior did not continue to follow.

Jian Liangyi stopped at the door of the ward, sorting out her mood a little bit.

It wasn't that Feng Min was nervous, he just didn't know how to face Feng Min's parents.

If people's feelings could be more simple, either love or hate, perhaps Jane would not be so entangled.

It's just that he can't love, but he can't hate either.

Caught in the middle, and unable to be a stranger, Jian Liang thought about it, and felt that Feng Min was best suited to be submerged in memory by time.

Better never see each other.

With a "creak", he pushed away from the ward.

As if half-prepared, Feng Min leaned on the sloped bed, and there was no one else in the room.

The sun is shining today, shining through the window on the bed, showing a lot of warmth.

"You came…"

Feng Min seemed to have not spoken for a long time, his voice was hoarse.

Jian Liangyi nodded slightly, and closed the door behind her back.

He didn't know how to speak, so he was going to listen to the other party first.

And Feng Min did talk a lot, talking about their first acquaintance, and their final separation.

"I thought you weren't leaving."

Feng Min looked at Jian Liangyi, and there was some vibrato at the end of the sentence.

How funny, like being a betrayer.

Jian Liangyi was standing at the end of the bed, just avoiding the sun, with shadows on her shoulders.

"Why did you do this to me?" He asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

Feng Min clearly remembered those memories so clearly, but why did he treat him in such a cruel way until he grew up.

"I thought you wouldn't leave..."

Because with enough confidence and confidence, you can be confident and do whatever you want;

Because Jian Liangyi's gender is different from what he imagined, he can be punished while being annoyed;

Because of possessiveness and an obsessive sense of manipulation;

Because of enjoyment being staggered and chased;

Because he likes it, but he doesn't like it that much.

"Even if I don't treat you that way, you will still be with Fang Zilu." Feng Min leaned his arms on the side of the bed with difficulty, trying to sit up, "You and him only a few months...at that time I was still the same That to you..."

Jian Liangyi watched Feng Min's breathing gradually became heavier, and even the eye sockets seemed to turn red.

His movements seemed to have pulled the wound on his chest, and his body was bowed, which was a wrong posture.

"Feng Min," Jian Liangyi still stood there, as if she would never get close, "I'm not a fool."

It's not that he can't understand clearly, nor can he see through.

I don’t understand, I know, but I’m still willing to cooperate.

Jian Liangyi sometimes wonders, if she had given up earlier, would Feng Min have looked at him earlier.

Or maybe I didn't meet the right person and didn't like Fang Zilu that much, so they should get back together under the current situation.

But none of what he imagined happened, and God planned a better future for him.

Feng Min originally had that thought, but it was too late.

And compared with Fang Zilu, it is too light.

Light enough to be ignored.

"I've come out with my aunt, and my mother knows about it. Fang Zilu's family doesn't object, and I'm fine now."

After he finished speaking calmly, he used the simplest words to tell Feng Min about the difficulties along the way.

Feng Min was stunned for a long time after hearing this.

He straightened up slowly, then lay back on the bed.

Looking at the ceiling, he closed his eyes again.

"You don't like me much at all, otherwise you wouldn't leave so soon."

"Yes," Jian Liangyi affirmed this sentence, "I should only rely on you, the plot of a young bird."

Feng Min's fingers resting on the side of the bed suddenly grabbed a piece of quilt: "Don't you think you're funny?"

"It's funny if you think it's funny." Jian Liangyi walked into the sunshine, stood by the bedside table and poured him a glass of warm water.

"You don't like Fang Zilu much either." Feng Min turned his face away, staring at Jian Liangyi firmly, "You just ran into him when you needed help, and he just came along with you for a while."

"You can think of it this way," Jane coolly put down the water bottle, "I'm leaving."

With a wave of Feng Min's arm, he swept the water glass a few meters away, and it shattered at Jian Liangyi's feet.

Warm water spreads on the tiles, and the shards of glass reflect beautiful colored light.

"Jane, Cool, Meaning."

Feng Min said the name, gritting his teeth every word.

"Do you think he's coming with you for real? Do you think you two really have a future? How old are you and still so naive?!"

Jian Liang sighed lightly, but didn't look back.

He walked around the bed and walked to the door.

"You will remember me for the rest of your life!" Feng Min suppressed his voice, laughing out of anger.

"I will remember many people in my life," Jian Liangyi opened the door of the ward, "I can have you alone."

Feng Min laughed out loud: "But I am special."

"You can comfort yourself like this," Jian Liangyi walked out of the room, and smiled softly, "Just as long as you are happy."

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11: I'm so tired, I want to go back and find my boyfriend for a hug :)